I became the vicious senior brother of the younger brother Baiqihehei

"I heard that Xiaoyaomen has a new recruit this time, and he has already broken the golden core at a young age. It is really enviable to be accepted as a personal heir by the lord of Xiaoyaomen."

"Hey! Talent is something that can be met but not sought. Even if we are both seeking immortal fate and have different teachers, we will still be in different situations in the future. I am afraid that you and I will fall in the Nascent Soul stage, and for that young man, this It's just the beginning."

"Not only that, but the young man was good-looking. He attracted countless monks' souls when he first appeared."

"Oh? Then, who is more handsome than the suzerain of today's Taoist sect?"

"It's different." The monk smiled, "One is handsome; while that young man is too delicate and handsome. Even I, who caught a glimpse that day, still remember it in my heart."

"I'm getting more and more curious when you say that. What's the man's name?"

"Lan Jin."

"One of the three major cultivation families, the youngest young master of the Lan family."

Faintly dreaming of the past, Lan Jin slowly opened her eyes.Greet the wooden ceiling.The whole body was wrapped in a quilt, and the body was no longer as hot as before.Finally calm down.

He hasn't recovered yet, and he can't even tell when it is now.He heard the sound of porcelain colliding next to him.

"Mr. Lan Jin, are you awake?"

The tone was obviously excited, but as if afraid of scaring him, the volume was deliberately lowered.

Lan Jin looked away and saw a person standing in front of the bed.He is putting down the porcelain bowl of medicine in his hand.

He smelled a faint bitter fragrance in his nostrils, the man approached the head of the bed and stretched out his hand: "Sir, how do you feel now?"

Seeing the wide palm, Lan Jin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he avoided it.

Shen Xingcong hovered his hand in the air, then retracted: "Sir, if you wake up now, do you want to take medicine?"

The medicine is prescribed by the elder Jing Xin.In order to prevent Lan Jin from waking up suddenly, he has been suffering.Change to another bowl when it is cold.

Lan Jin looked at him, propped his arms on the bed, and seemed to want to sit up.

Shen Xingcong was about to help, but was rejected: "No, I will do it myself."

Shen Xingcong had no choice but to withdraw his hand again, and went to get the soup instead.The decoction is bitter and the liquid is almost black.At this time, there was steam, and white smoke rose upward.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the bowl and spoon, he heard a voice beside him.

"What did I do to you before?"

Hearing this, Shen Xingcong paused.

Turning his head to look, he saw that the person on the bed had a hunched back, and his five fingers were clasping the quilt tightly.

"No." Shen Xingcong replied, "Mr. probably felt too uncomfortable and lost consciousness soon. Afterwards, Master rushed over and sent Mr. back with me."

Lan Jin didn't reply.

Seeing this, Shen Xingcong said, "Sir, we should drink the medicine first."

He wants to carry the bowl over.Just approaching someone's mouth, but was stopped.

The other party grabbed his arm and still bowed his head.

"Impossible, this time the symptoms cannot be easily relieved. If there is no one to help..."

Having said this, Lan Jin's voice trembled slightly, and his five fingers tightened.

If there is no one to help, he is afraid that he will die in the most ridiculous and embarrassing posture.

The memory of being controlled by passion/desire is slightly blurred.He only felt that his body was hot, and he was eager to vent his discomfort.so that I lose my mind.

The last thing he remembered was someone approaching when his inside was about to catch fire.

The skin-to-skin contact alone made him feel a lot more comfortable.So according to instinct, I want to go deeper.

after that……

He doesn't know more details.But after all he remembered the speaker's face.

It was Shen Xingcong.

If he really attacked Shen Xingcong when he was unconscious, then he—

"gentlemen."

While his mind was in chaos, he heard the answer.

Shen Xingcong was always bluffing.But at this time, as if to appease him, she spoke very slowly and in a calm tone.

"You didn't do anything. You did lose consciousness when I found you."

Lan Jin finally looked over.

After seven years of retreat, the years did not leave too many marks on the monk's face.But compared to before, Shen Xingcong's eyes were much more gloomy.

It won't be like before, when you see him, your eyes will light up, and you will come running with your invisible tail wagging.

Too stubborn for a monk.He just couldn't laugh or cry, treating him as a junior.

However, at this time, it was the first time that Shen Xingcong felt that he had "grown up".

The other party almost forcefully handed the spoon to his mouth.

The heat is transferred.Lan Jin subconsciously opened her mouth, and immediately poured the medicine into her mouth.Not very hot.The strong bitterness stimulated the taste buds, but calmed him down a little.

"Xing Cong," he said in a hoarse voice, "if I really did something irreparable to you, you must tell me. I..."

"I will do my best to be responsible."

Shen Xingcong listened to it, and continued to feed the medicine: "I told you, Mr. just fainted. If you don't believe me, I will ask Master to come and explain later."

Lan Jin wanted to say something, but was blocked by the spoon.His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed the medicine juice.

After that, there was nothing to say, and the only sound in the room was the sound of spoons hitting porcelain bowls.Incense is lit by the table, which has the effect of soothing the body and mind.

The bowl of medicine was quickly consumed, and Shen Xingcong helped him to lie down again.

"Sir still needs to rest, I will call Master."

Lan Jin looked at the person in front of him, but didn't make a sound.It wasn't until he turned around to leave that he blurted out: "You didn't want to ask me?"

Shen Xing paused and looked at Lan Jin.

"...After all, you are also involved in this matter." Lan Jin whispered, "If you want to know anything, just ask now."

Shen Xingcong looked at him for a while, then looked away: "Sir, do you still remember the invasion of demon cultivators eight years ago?"

Lan Jin was taken aback.

"I used to think that my husband is gentle and kind-hearted, and I can't even bear it when facing Moxiu." Shen Xingcong smiled, "But the decision to kill Moxiu that day really shocked me."

Lan Jin was silent for a moment: "That was the first day you saw a dead person."

He also remembered.

Suddenly being involved in the spiritual realm, the man who met Moxiu obviously knew his past.After repeated stimulations, he couldn't take it anymore and killed someone.Looking back, he saw Shen Xingcong's face was ugly, hugging the tree as if he was about to vomit.

Lan Jin: "But are you disappointed in me?"

Shen Xingcong shook his head: "I'm just a little surprised... I always feel that I know Mr. better than others. But I also understand that Mr. doesn't want to mention the past."

"That's why I won't ask too many questions in the past, sir." He said, "I will never mention what happened yesterday to anyone else."

"Sir, he just accidentally went into a maddened state during retreat and fainted."

Close the door.

Shen Xingcong was about to take the bowl and spoon back to the kitchen when he turned around and saw a figure.

The other party stood by the door for an unknown amount of time, his expression hidden in the shadows.When he came out, he took a quick look.

"Xiao Lin?" Shen Xingcong was stunned, "When did you come here?"

How could he not notice.

Xiao Lin did not answer this question: "Brother has taken care of him for a day and a night."

"Yeah, it's not considered caring."

After all, Lan Jin didn't wake up before.He could only wait by the side, unable to do anything.

"Since people are awake, senior brother should also feel relieved."

Xiao Lin looked at Shen Xingcong.

"So what happened before, brother always thought about telling me?"

Shen Xingcong pretended to be stupid: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Lin raised his hand: "If senior brother doesn't want to mention it, then go talk to Mr.?"

It was only then that Shen Xingcong noticed that the two were standing where they could easily be heard talking.Although Lan Jin is currently weak, his hearing is not as good as before.But he was still a little worried, and quickly pulled Xiao Lin over: "Come with me."

It was already sunset at this time, and Jingxin Peak was shrouded in night.Occasionally, cicadas are heard.

The two walked forward for a while.Shen Xingcong didn't let go until he confirmed that there was no one around.

"Didn't I tell you everything?" He said, "I only went in for a while when you came with Master, and as soon as I entered, I saw Mr. Lan Jin fainted on the ground. What else do you want to ask?"

Xiao Lin: "It took three incense sticks from the time I received the contact from my senior brother to the time we rushed over."

He laughed, "Brother, you didn't do anything during this period?"

Shen Xingcong: "..."

The time gap is indeed a bit long.

Mr. Lan Jin was not normal at that time.It was only when he probed with his divine sense that he realized that the opponent's breath was disordered and his blood was attacking his heart.It is completely acting on instinct.

Even communication is useless, and leaving it alone is even more dangerous.So he can only use his spiritual power to help him channel it.

The process was very difficult.Even if he is in the fusion period, when Lan Jin calms down, his spiritual power will almost bottom out.

If Lan Jin is sober, he will definitely notice that his cultivation is unusual.But the situation was urgent, and he couldn't care too much at that time.

Soon afterward, Master and Xiao Lin came together.

The master asked him, and he lied to avoid exposing his cultivation.In the face of Xiao Lin, although there is no need to hide his strength, Lan Jin's situation is really not suitable for mentioning to others.

He withdrew the details: "At that time, my husband was in critical condition, so I helped him use spiritual power to guide him."

"Since that's the case." Xiao Lin said, "Why did he say he was responsible for his brother?"

"That's misunderstood by Mister." Shen Xingcong said anxiously, "You, don't think too much about it. Mister is really just insane."

Xiao Lin seemed to hear a joke and let out a laugh.

Shen Xingcong was puzzled: "Is there something wrong?"

Xiao Lin approached.

When the distance approached, Shen Xingcong realized that this child was taller than him at some point.

In the past, you still need to bow your head.At this moment, he actually wanted to raise his chin slightly.Feeling the pressure, he involuntarily backed away.

In the night, Xiao Lin's eyes curled up: "Brother thinks I care about others?"

"It doesn't matter if that person is insane, or he is burning with desire/fire. It has nothing to do with me."

boom.

Shen Xingcong had no choice but to retreat, because his back had reached the tree trunk.The roughness of the trees is conveyed through the cloth.

The porcelain bowl in his hand fell and fell into the soft soil.There is still medicinal juice left at the bottom of the bowl, which trickles slowly along the smooth inner wall and soaks into the soil.At this time, no one cared.

"I care about senior brother."

The corners of Xiao Lin's mouth curled up, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Did you forget the previous agreement?"

Another person came in from outside.

Lan Jin thought it was Shen Xingcong, and was about to sit up, but it was Yunxiu who came in.

The other party was very surprised to see him wake up.Immediately walked over quickly: "Sir, you are awake. How is your body?"

Lan Jin saw that there was no one else behind him, and asked, "Where is Xing Cong?"

"Xing Cong?" Yunxiu was puzzled, "I didn't see him when I came here, sir, what do you need from him?"

Lan Jin was speechless for a moment, then shook his head.

Yunxiu: "Master told me just now that he sensed the breath of the master and asked me to come over to see the situation. Unexpectedly, the master really woke up. I will go and inform the master right away."

Seeing him leave, Lan Jin lay back on the bed again, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

After a while, Elder Jingxin came.Seeing that Lan Jin was still sleeping, she didn't make a sound to disturb her.He approached the bed, wanting to check his physical condition.

As soon as the hand was stretched out before touching it, everyone in front of him said: "Is the elder sent Xingcong here?"

Elder Jing Xin paused, and withdrew his hand: "Lan Jin."

Lan Jin opened his eyes: "I said before retreating that this is my own choice. I don't blame others whether I live or die. Xing Cong is your disciple, how could you send him here?"

Elder Jing Xin did not reply.After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"If you die, how should I explain to the suzerain when he comes out?"

Lan Jin: "Life and death are destiny. Since you are a monk, why should you worry about it?"

Elder Jingxin: "You are still young."

Hearing this, Lan Jin couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

"...young." He said, "I'm afraid only elders can say that."

Elder Jingxin: "..."

It was over half a hundred years old when Jingxin got the fairy fate.In the mortal world, it is already the age of full children and grandchildren.

But he still broke off the fetters of the mortal world without hesitation, and went to Lingyuan Continent alone - this prosperous world that only exists in legends and where immortals live.

Then he discovered that the "immortal" is not as far away as the rumors say.They also have the seven emotions and six desires, and they will have children.

I don't know how long it has been since the first "immortal" appeared.Today's Lingyuan Continent is full of aristocratic families and immortal sects.

Or there is a more appropriate name for them - "monk".

Jingxin entered Xiaoyaomen by chance.I thought my talent was pretty good, but after I entered the inner sect, I realized that I was completely out of touch with everyone.

So he worked harder.A hundred years have passed, and the same sect who used to stop at Foundation Establishment has passed away, and he has finally broken through the golden core, officially enshrined in the ranks of cultivators.

One day, Xiaoyaomen was extremely lively.

Usually everyone is poor, except for cultivation, it is to take care of the spiritual fields and raise spiritual animals, but on that day, there was a lot of noise inside the door as if it was a festival.

It was the suzerain who received two personal heirs.

Jing Xin is usually quiet and reticent, and never likes to join in the fun.But probably because he was infected by the atmosphere that day, he also went to see it.

Then, at a glance, he saw the figure of the young man in the crowd.

The age is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is born amazing.A pair of eyes are shining brightly, and the whole body is full of youthful vigor, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Jing Xin originally thought that since she was only a Biefeng disciple and she was too old, she feared that she would never have any contact with this personal disciple in her whole life.

But I don't want to be called out one day.Standing in front of him was the handsome young man who stood out from the crowd back then.

"This is Jingxin, who has been in the field for many years. Although his talent is not as good as yours, he is hard-working and down-to-earth, and he loves to study. You should study with him in the near future."

Jingxin never expected that she would be chosen to accompany this young man out of thousands of disciples.

The boy was not arrogant and smiled at him.In an instant, I felt that thousands of spring water melted into this smiling face.

Jing Xin's heart moved, and somehow blurted out: "It's great, you are so young."

This has always been on his mind.Compared with ordinary cultivators, he started too late.

This teenager is young and talented, and he is bound to do a lot in the future.He is really envious.

I just thought about this, but didn't realize that my words were a little out of my head.While waiting for the reaction, the atmosphere was already a little awkward.

Jingxin coughed lightly: "I mean..."

"I know." The young man smiled, "Because you envy me."

The tone carried a hint of self-satisfaction unique to young people, but it was not offensive.

"Lan Jin." The master beside him frowned.

"Senior Jingxin." Lan Jin cupped his hands, "Master's total sum is not firm to my theory. And senior brother is best at this, please give me more advice in the future."

Jing Xin hurriedly bowed her hands in the same way.

After saying hello, the relationship between the two became familiar in the future.

Although Lan Jin came from a family, he was not the same as the official's son in Jing Xin's impression.Gentle temperament, often love to laugh.But it will not be too quiet, which adds a lot of fun to his usual ordinary life of cultivation.

as he thought.Due to his outstanding talent and keeping the theory in mind, Lan Jinxiu quickly surpassed him.Nascent Soul was broken at a young age.

Someone asked him if he was unwilling.He just shook his head.

Everyone has his own life.In his eyes, Lan Jin is a monk who will be famous in Lingyuan Continent sooner or later.It would also be meaningful to him if he could be given some help in his growth process.

But shortly thereafter, Lan Jin stopped coming.

Not long after, news of Lan Jin's disappearance came.

contract?

Shen Xingcong didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Is it the promise of "I will always be with you" a long time ago?

Although he said it sincerely at the time, it gradually turned into a joke that disgusted the other party.

Why bring this up all of a sudden.

"I," Shen Xingcong hesitated, "I'm here, I didn't leave."

Xiao Lin stretched out his hand, and lightly pressed the back of his hand against his cheek.Move gently.

"Brother, are you pretending to be stupid? You know that's not what I meant."

The tone is very light, but always feels a little cold.

Also cold is temperature.

Due to his low body temperature, Shen Xingcong only felt that a cold-blooded animal was entangled with him, and he couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body.

He tilted his head to avoid it.In the next second, the strength on the face suddenly increased.

Pain in the jaw.

He had no choice but to look at the person in front of him.

The man held his chin.The five fingers are long and slender, with distinct knuckles.

"As I said, I don't care what other people do to the senior brother. Kiss, hug, or double cultivation. Whatever the senior brother wishes."

"But I will never allow anyone to be above me. Brother, don't you understand?"

Xiao Lin's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.The pitch-black pupils were soaked in the night, as if sinking into an insoluble silt.

"How do you feel about that man?"